Chapter 22 - Home
"Santana did you remember my music?" Brittany shouted through the apartment. She waited a few seconds but got no response. She threw her head back against the headboard in frustration. "Santana?" She tried again. But again got no response from the brunette. Brittany shut her eyes and tried to stay calm. Lying in bed all day was a monumental task for the blonde. She was antsy just sitting around all day and not being able to get up and move around. What is Santana doing that she can't hear me? The blonde thought.
Santana had been in the kitchen making lunch for herself and Brittany and didn't hear the blonde calling for her. Since they had gotten back the day before Santana had been busy. After they got Brittany settled in Santana's bedroom she and Quinn went over to Brittany's apartment and picked up clothes and a few other things that the blonde had requested. After that she made dinner for the two of them.
Santana had barely any time to herself since they had gotten home. She woke up early that morning just so she could take a shower before she had to get breakfast ready and run errands. She spent most of the day out of the apartment running around the city. She had to get Brittany's prescription filled and she had to get enough grocery for the two of them now that Brittany would be eating three meals a day there. She also stopped by the bar to speak with Puck about when she would be returning to work.
Now she was preparing supper. She had asked Brittany what she wanted for supper earlier in the day before she left for the store. The blonde said she didn't care what they eat as long as it tasted good. So Santana was making homemade lasagna. She threw all the ingredients together and put it in the oven to bake.
She rinsed her hands off under the kitchen faucet. Seeing as she had time before the lasagna was done she decided it would be a good time to go check on Brittany. The brunette walked out of the kitchen down the hallway to the bedroom. She pushed the door that was open half way all the way open. "Hey babe. I just put dinner in the oven. It should be ready within the hour. How are you feeling?" She said as she sat on the edge of the bed next to Brittany.
"Didn't you hear me calling for you?" Brittany asked avoiding Santana's question while staring done at her hands in her lap.
"No I didn't. I'm sorry. I must have been to caught up in making supper. Is something wrong? Do you feel ok? Are you in pain? Do you want another pain killer?" Santana rambled on.
Brittany placed a hand on Santana's thigh and stroked her thumb back and forth over it. Santana stopped rambling on and looked down at Brittany's hand on her leg. "I'm fine Santana. Don't worry so much."
Santana put her left hand on top of Brittany's and gave it a squeeze. "I can't help it. I just want to make sure that you are comfortable and not in pain and safe." The brunette said raising her gaze to look over at Brittany.
Brittany gave the Latina a warm smile. "I'm good." She spoke. "Although those pain pills are great I think I could live without them if I had to." Santana raised an eyebrow at the blonde in confusion silently asking for an explanation. Brittany continued. "I am comfortable and safe here. With you. You make me feel comfortable and safe. With you around if I didn't have those pain pills I would manage. You ease the pain." Brittany said with sincerity giving Santana's thigh a gently squeeze in the process.
"Oh." Santana was a little surprised and didn't know what else to say. She looked into Brittany's eyes trying to figure out what to say next. Brittany shook her head and giggled at Santana.
"Didn't see that one comin, did ya?" Brittany asked. Santana shook her head. "Well anyway back to what I originally wanted to ask you. Did you bring my music from my apartment?"
"Oh yeah. It's in one a the bag in the living room." Santana said standing up from the bed moving in the direction of the bedroom door. "I'm not sure which one. Let me go find it."
"Hey wait." Brittany said stopped the brunette in her tracks. "Come back here. I just wanted to know if you got it. I don't need it right now. I don't even need it today." Santana slowly made her way back to the bed. "Tomorrow I just wanted to work on something and will need it then. But not now. Now I want to spend time with you. I am staying at your apartment and I have barely seen you all day." She patted the bed next to her. "Come lay down with me until dinner is ready." Santana didn't need to be asked twice. She moved over to the other side of the bed and laid down letting out a sigh.
Brittany scooted down the bed so that she was laying flat on her back. She looked over at Santana who had her eyes shut. With her right hand Brittany reached over and found Santana's left one. She grabbed it and slowly pulled it up to her lips kissing the back of Santana's hand. "Thank you." Brittany whispered out and kissed her hand again. "Thank you for taking care of me." She whispered again.
Santana opened her eyes and turned her head so she could look at Brittany's face. "I would do anything for you Britt. I love you." She said with a happy smile.
"I know. I love you too. But still thank you." She let their hands fall on the bed in the small space in between them and smiled back at Santana. She rubbed her thumb back and forth across the back of Santana hand. "You know you're amazing. Cooking and taking care of me and getting whatever I need. You're like my perfect little housewife." She said giggling.
"I am not." Santana tried to argue.
"You are too. I could get use to this. Just sitting in bed having you wait on me hand and foot. I should get hit by a car more often." She joked.
"Brittany don't say shit like that. You know how much you scared me when I didn't know if you where gonna be ok. I don't ever want to have to feel like that again as long as I live."
"Ok ok. I'm sorry. I really don't want to be injured either. In reality I can't stand having to sit in bed all day. To not be able to do basic things. To walk around without any pain. To breathe easily. To dance. I can't do the one thing that I love the most." She said with a smirk. Santana knit her eyebrow at Brittany's statement. Brittany saw it. "Well second most thing that I love. Behind you of course. But I can't do that either." She said winking at the brunette laying next to her.
"Brittany." Santana said astonished. How could Brittany be thinking about sex at a time like this. Maybe it's the pain pills. She is a little loopy and playful. "I'm gonna go check on our supper. Ok." Santana leaned over to kissed Brittany on the cheek. "Anything you need before I go?" She asked just to make sure as she moved to sit up on the bed.
"Um-" Brittany pretended to think for a second. "yes I need one more thing from you before you go."
"Ok what is it?" Santana asked.
Santana was sitting up on the bed next to Brittany. The blonde motioned with her finger for Santana to move closer to her. Santana leaned in closer to the blonde not sure what Brittany wanted. As Santana moved closer Brittany reached around Santana and slipped her hand onto the back on the brunettes neck and pulled her in for a kiss. Santana was caught off guard at first but after a second she reciprocated. The kiss started off slow and gentle but grew more and more passionate as the seconds ticked by. "Mmmm." Brittany sighed as she pulled away from the kiss. "I've missed that." She rubbed her thumb over the back of Santana's neck sending a little shiver through the brunette.
"Me too." Santana said with her eyes still closed taking in the feeling for all it's worth. "So much." She opened her eyes to look into Brittany's baby blues. "I love you."
"I love you too." Brittany took her hand away from Santana's neck and rested it back on the bed. "Now go get my supper." Santana let out a throaty laugh and hopped off the bed to head for the kitchen. Brittany rested her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes taking in a deep breath and releasing it feeling completely relaxed.
"I talked to my mom today. I told her about everything that happened. About the accident and the hospital. She insisted that she come here and help me out until I get better. But I told her no cuz I was staying with you and you were taking very good care of me." Brittany said to Santana who was across the bedroom folding clothes.
"That's right." Santana said proudly. "But Brittany I'm sorry that your parents didn't find out what happen right away. We didn't know how to contact them. And I guess the police didn't either." She said apologetically.
"Don't worry about it. That's probably my fault. I should have someone that knows there number. Like Quinn or you."
"Oh I don't know Britt. I don't know your parents. Wouldn't that be weird?" Santana said nervously.
"No. Not at all. If something were to happen to me I wouldn't want anyone else to tell them but you. Plus you will know them soon enough."
"But- but. What?" Santana stuttered. She didn't know what Brittany had meant by that. She was too caught up on thinking about something bad happening to Brittany and having to relay that to the blondes parents. "What do you mean soon enough?" She looked at Brittany with furrowed brow.
"C'mere." Brittany said motioning for Santana to come sit next to her on the bed. The brunette crossed the room and sat down next to where Brittany was sitting. "I want to talk to you about something." Santana nodded her head she didn't know what to say. "So Christmas is less than a month away. And I want to spend it with you. But I usually go home the days between Christmas and New Years. I was hoping that is still possible this year." Brittany paused and lifted her hand to cup Santana's cheek. "You mean a ton to me Santana. And I want to spend as much of my time with you as possible. Now I know that family is sort of a sore spot for you but I was hoping you would come with me. Santana will you coming home with me at Christmas time and meet my family. It would mean the world to me." She said with a hopeful smile.
Santana bit her bottom lip thinking about what Brittany was saying. She definitely had problems with her own family and it made her leery about families in general. But here was Brittany asking her to meet hers. And even though she knew she was nervous about it she couldn't say no to Brittany. She would do anything for this girl. And Brittany saying it would mean so much only made it even easier to say yes. Santana scanned Brittany's face with her eyes before she gave her answer. "Of course I'll come with you as long as we are not driving there. Or back." Santana said smiling at the blonde.
Brittany let out a little giggle before throwing her arms around Santana in a tight embrace. The blonde grimaced at the pain that tore through her body but she didn't care. She was too excited that Santana had agreed to go with her. Santana gently wrapped her arms around Brittany still very aware of the blondes injuries. "Oh Santana I am so excited." She spoke into the girls hair. "It's gonna be so great. You are gonna love my family. And they are definitely gonna love you. I'm so happy right now."
"I'm glad that you're happy. But lets not get to excited about your family loving me they haven't met me yet." Brittany giggled as she leaned back so she could look at Santana.
She let her hands clasp around the brunettes neck. "You make me so happy." She said lovingly and then leaned in to kiss Santana.
"You make me happy too Britt-Britt." Santana mumbled into Brittany's lips as they kissed. "I so wish you didn't have all these injuries right now cuz I would totally rock your world tonight." She sighed and pulled away from Brittany.
A small frown formed on Brittany's face from the loss of contact. "Yeah me too." She said in a whisper that Santana almost didn't hear. But she did and leaned in to give Brittany one more kiss before getting up from the bed and returning to folding laundry.
"So what do you have planned for tomorrow?" The blonde asked settling back against the headboard and picking up a magazine off the nightstand.
"Oh not much. I have a couple of things to do in the morning but I should be back before lunch. Why? Did you want me to pick up something for you?"
Brittany shook her head no but realized that Santana didn't see at as she was too focused on the laundry. "Nope. Just wondering when you would be around."
"I shouldn't be gone long if that's what you're getting at." Santana looked over at the blonde who was now reading the magazine.
Without looking up Brittany said. "Maybe I'll just watch Saturday morning cartoon while you're gone. I haven't done that in a long time." She smiled at the thought. "Anyway are you almost done folding those clothes?"
"Yeah. Just a few more. Why?" She raised an eyebrow in Brittany's direction.
"Oh nothing really. I uh- I just wanted you to quit doing stuff for the day and get in bed with me." Brittany said and looked up from her magazine. "That stuff can wait you know." Santana looked from Brittany to the laundry in her hands and back to Brittany again.
"You're right." She dropped the shirt in her hands back into the laundry basket and walked around the bed and crawled in under the blankets next to Brittany. "So what did you have in mind for the rest of the evening?"
Brittany put her magazine back on the nightstand and turned her torso slightly so she could face the brunette better. "A movie and cuddles." She smiled at the Latina.
"Ok sounds like a good plan." Santana turned on the tv. "What are you in the mood for? Romance. Comedy. Romantic comedy. Drama. Horror." Santana listed them off.
"Can we watch Despicable Me?" Brittany asked.
"Again?" Santana looked to Brittany to see if she was serious. The blonde stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. "Oh fine." Santana really couldn't deny the blonde. Especially with that darn cute pout. She flipped on the movie. Brittany turned the lamp that was on the nightstand off.
Once the movie started Santana scooted over next to Brittany and turned onto her side. Brittany wrapped her right arm around Santana and Santana rested her head on Brittany's shoulder. Santana gently placed her right arm over Brittany's stomach. Careful not to touch her surgical incision or her broken ribs. Brittany moved her left arm so that her fingertips that were sticking out of her cast were on top of Santana's fingers. She began mindlessly playing with the brunettes fingers with her fingertips. Eventually interlocking their fingertips together. Santana turned her head and kissed the blondes shoulder once she felt their fingers lock before turning back to watch the movie.
Brittany didn't make it to the end of the movie before she feel asleep. Santana lost interest in the movie once she noticed Brittany's breathing even out and knew the blonde had fallen asleep. She laid there and watched Brittany sleep. It wasn't until the end credit where running across the screen that Santana took her gaze away from Brittany. She looked at the screen and sighed before pulling her right arm away from Brittany to reach for the remote to turn the tv off.
Brittany stirred in her sleep from the loss of contact. Santana quickly shut off the tv. She then leaned up to reach Brittany's face and gave her a kiss on the cheek before resting her hand back on the blondes stomach. She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to overtake her.
